The battles continued until there was less than an eighth of the original fighters left on the field.
Everyone rendered unable to continue was automatically eliminated from the field. This included the winners who collapsed after their wins also.
The sect master finally called off the battles and told the remaining cultivators to return the following morning for round two.
The number of fighters was now equal so everyone would take part, including Meng Yixuan, who’d sat out the first fights.
The cultivators gathered once again the next day, all ready and rejuvenated–well, as much as they could be having battled very hard just the previous evening.
And Meng Yixuan didn’t doubt that they didn’t rest but instead spent the last few hours trying to cultivate even the slightest bit more to give them even the smallest edge.
How did he know, you wonder? Because he was doing the exact same thing!
The sect master’s speech was much shorter this time around and the competitors were divided into their randomly selected barriers quickly.
Meng Yixuan’s first opponent was a tall vampire white female with short pitch black hair and dark rubies for eyes.
She even wore a tight black bodysuit to match her vibe, portraying her as a truly daunting creature of the night. The noir clung to her, with only the sleeve of her left arm left exposed to air.
The second the barrier lifted, she set towards him, longsword in hand and travelling at what seemed like the speed of light when she flickered and was in front of him instantly.
In the split second it took her to swing her longsword, Meng Yixuan accessed his inner Sonic the Hedgehog and whooshed out of there.
He also turned with a swing of his sword, slashing diagonally at her. Deep carmine swirled in the gem of his blade as he struck, releasing a wave of hidden qi.
This carried the little Shaxiang tree sapling, now influenced into growing by Meng Yixuan’s qi, towards the swordswoman who had pivoted on her heel away from the swipe and started to approach him again.
The Shaxiang sapling grew until it was capable of maturing seeds.
This was at a much younger age as well, seeing as any cultivating flora could take advantage of its hereditary abilities as soon as it reached a certain state.
The sapling, now a small tree, burst all its seeds in her direction, hitting her at speeds of 150mph.
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The swordswoman tried to avoid the shower of seeded bullets but was only able to miss the first, and the next tens of seeds hit her hard.
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When this failed, she seemed to command her sword to take the arm that was surrounded, off completely.
Meng Yixuan felt something at the back of his mind ringing, warning him. And his intuition, sixth sense, whatever you wanted to call it, had grown scarily accurate since he arrived here and he was unwilling to see if it was wrong this time.
He wasn’t a martyr in any right, but he did have a heart and he wasn’t willing to watch someone die, or get hurt, due to himself.
Meng Yixuan held out a flat palm towards his opponent and dropped it straight down. The thorned seeds dropped along with it.
The vampire in noir ceased her plans in a split second and swiped her palm to grab her sword from the air.
However, when she picked it out of the surroundings, her originally steady form fell forward.
She tried to use the sword to bring herself up as soon as she was down. She made it into a shaky crouch, using the weapon as a can, before she fell forwards, collapsing completely.
When the seeds were chained around her, they’d, unbeknownst to her, sapped at her qi reserves rendering her unable to continue.
The fact that she was still able to stand after the first fall was due to her sheer willpower alone.
With that, his first opponent was down.
The barrier around him fell and she disappeared from the field.
He took a moment to observe each one of his surrounding matches. Any one of them could be his next opponent and it’d be nice if he could be prepared for it.
The fighters on all sides of him were short distance combatants, all but one had a simple sword.
One of the fighters to his north direction carried a polearm, long and thin, taller upwards than she was.
The tip of her polearm had a strange purple tinge to it, which Meng Yixuan identified as a poison.
But the weird thing was the aura she had.
Meng Yixuan saw that the aura coming from her matched Huli Bao’s almost accurately.
It wasn’t his, but very close, similar to the way DNA in siblings are very close together but never quite the same.
She was clad in the classic cream of the sect, and her hair was long and auburn, tied into identical pigtails.
The way she swung her polearm was almost mechanical, she did it so perfectly that one would think she’d done it hundreds upon thousands of times over.
With how much she stood out, Meng Yixuan just knew that she’d be his next opponent.
So he paid extra attention to her.
Her attacks were random, with no pattern to speak of really. But the way she moved was like a dance he remembered seeing in his first life.
Her limbs were coordinated perfectly and she made quick work of her opponent as he watched.
The barriers connecting his and her blocks merged and he could now see her much more clearly, the haze from them now gone.
Little sparks of fire danced around her sunset-like locks. The wisps moved about, lighting her up like a bulb as she nodded her head in a semi bow.
Huli Bao’s doppelganger’s aura was much stronger on her now.
And the fact that it wasn’t Huli Bao’s was even more obvious as she sped towards him with numerous tails made of blue fire billowing behind her.
Fox’s fire, the voice in his head told him. And this fox’s fire was especially powerful, divine fire.
Meng Yixuan leapt high into the air using the wind qi as his stepping stone, only barely missing the first tail that swept his way.
A trail of royal blue followed after the tails that stood tall and proud.
In the trail, Meng Yixuan saw the silhouette of another being that resembled Huli Bao very much, with the same moonlit hair and ocean eyes. The shadow only lacked his mark.
Meng Yixuan dodged another swipe of the tail, not noticing the second one that followed until it was too late.
He jumped high yet again to avoid the first tail but the second swept down at him from above.
The fiery tail didn’t burn through his clothes but he still felt like he was being cooked alive as soon as it touched him.
The hit threw him instantly towards the ground and he could already feel the air knock out of his lungs before the impact even came.
A fraction of a moment remained before he became a pancake and Xinxin took that second to unwind from its perch on his neck and caught him after transforming into a majestic bird-like creature.
It drew upwards and plummeted to the ground at impossible speeds, emitting a sonic boom.
Meng Yixuan’s opponent, who he suspected was the third favoured harem member, flew back from the force of the winds.
He used that moment to knock her polearm from her hands and dropped the seeds of an ivy vine on her shoulders.
Instantly, they grew and kept her in a vice grip.
She tried to burn her way through the plants only to find that unseemly little leaves didn’t even spark, let alone burst into flames.
Meng Yixuan watched her struggle against the itch-inducing plants for longer than he was willing to admit before tapping her sleep pressure point.
Meng Yixuan’s next two battles also breezed by but he was surprised that the rest of the harem didn’t make its appearance as his next opponents.
To be fair, he was one of the lucky ones, with only the now festering burns he could easily heal with his spiritual water.
It did hurt like a bitch though, so there was that.
Finally, after winning all of his battles, though not unscathed, he was teleported out of the field and drew a card before going back to his living quarters to cultivate some more.
That evening, he saw that his little jade plaque that the sect leader team had called cards became dyed in a golden mist.
According to the information he was told earlier that evening, this meant that he’d sit out on the third and final set of battles.
With his luck, he thought, he could even challenge and beat the protagonist! Easy!
The thought was blissful but he knew much better than to allow this person to lead him into that belief.
And so he cultivated well into the night.
changing update time to automatically at 5PM BST+1 mondays and thursdays, soon to be tuesdays, thursdays and sundays
i got a job at kfc my dudes, i’m a full timer (for this year) at the chicken bros XD
tune in next time for… MYX being a lucky bastard who skips his way to the finish line of a 5km race and somehow wins the 20km marathon next door <3
thank you for the update. congrats on the job
thank you!
(for the congrats and reading~) 💕
Xuanxuan is so OP!!!!!!
NICE NICE! HEHEHHEHeehhethank you for the chapter!
Congratulations on the job!
thankyu~ 💕
he is~ my lack of fight scene writing skills shows when he beats strong people with plants~ though, tbf it makes sense~
thanks for reading~ 💕
Thanks for the chapter! Love the Sonic reference… Congratulations on the new job!
thankyu~ 💕
thanks for the chapter <3
thanks for reading~ 💕
plants vs (zombies) swordswoman, plants win!
plants winn!! but what happens when it’s… plants vs other plants?? X3
Plants are the best weapon against non-humans and humans alike 😂
exactly!! especially against the undead kind~ ;3